Dominance

Fleur had been happy the decision was made for her. Her master was so wise. Of course he should go to see Mistress Aria and whoever her new sister-slave was. Not only that but apparently there might even be a chance for more fun later, maybe including her ideas. Her smile was sincere as she recognized the wisdom of this decision and the chance to satisfy her new curiosity about the new girl and see her mistress again.

Since she had no further instructions, Fleur followed gracefully behind her master the bells marking her dance-like movements. She followed behind as was her place, keeping her quick, light playful step in check to leave the correct space between her and her master.

As she walked she smiled and greeted her “sisters” respectfully. Her slightly teasing smile, and her lighthearted tinkling bells added to her overall aura of playfulness. She was a sweet tempered, mischievous soul and loved her sisters dearly, and was fiercely loyal to every part of her “family” though she had not been here very long at all.

The new girl's fearful tremulous cry about not being raped disturbed Fleur a little. Rape was so ugly a word, so ugly a deed. That didn't happen here. Her home was safe from such ugliness and a beautiful place. She gave the new girl a closer look as her master admonished her.

The new girl was pretty, exceedingly so for someone to have said somethings so ugly. Fleur could see, though, that the pretty athletic young girl probably had not had a pretty life. That was fair but everyone went through bad things, ugly things. That gave her no right to bring that ugliness into this world, this haven.

Her judgment softened though at the sheer confusion and fear obvious on the other girl's face. Fleur was soft hearted, and genuinely compassion. As the master greeted the mistress, to whom Fleur curtsied respectfully from behind Master the graceful dip accompanied by bells, Fleur could see the new girl struggling not to cry. Her playful demeanor shifted to an earnest empathy as she felt tears well in her own jungle green eyes for the frightened girl. It took all her training to not run and take the other girl in her arms to try and comfort her.

As it was Fleur turned the graceful dip into a kneel so that she was at level with the frightened blond. She tried to make eye contact with her, to try and communicate some sense of comfort for the girl she did not know. Her hand were behind her back so that she was posed as usual, but she wanted so much to comfort the other girl. Make her stop crying, maybe smile. Those who knew Fleur knew the young woman had seemed to lose all the playful teasing spirit she normally possessed and now looked about to cry herself for the frightened, confused poor new girl who seemed to stubbornly prideful to cry herself.
 
The harsh words of the new girl bothered Amber furiously, leaving the room as Mistress Aria dismissed them and hurrying back out to view the gardens through the french doors. They were much more peaceful, and helped to clear the tremble in her. Cat, as Aria had called her, was such an angry thing- The way she spoke made Amber fear that she might hurt someone in her fury.

She may have been new to this house, but such a thing was not what she wanted to happen. Why couldn't this new girl see that this was a peaceful place, not hateful? Her new 'sisters' were quite nice to her, and from the few times she had seen her new Master to herself, he was very kind...

Mistress Aria seemed... rather nice.

Something about the way she looked at Amber sometimes made her a bit hesitant, but she was sure that she could get around that in some way.

There went that butterfly again.

Amber giggled as she watched it, happy the fluttering creature was there to take her mind off things. She spotted a reflection coming up behind her with the reflection of the door's glass, smiling a bit more as she recognized her. Pearl.

"Mistress Aria certainly found a wild one, didn't she?," she asked softly, turning around to her sister. "She's so angry..."
 
“Please … please Mistress Aria … don’t .. don’t let anyone rape me!” said the new pet.


Her cries were strained she seemed to be pleading. How arrogant. He moved into the room file in hand and spoke, his tone commanding, and the wisdom in his words simple. "You should be asking me that pointless request. Pointless because no one here would ever wish to rape you, why would we need to commit such a crime in a place of learning, especially in a place with so many willing women. Your arrogance makes you assume that we would wish to. And while you are lovely and desirable of form until you learn to be humble before your master, he will never touch you." He strode past the nude girl with hardly a glance at her form. Aria he had eyes for. "Your master has missed you pet. Is this newest acquisition for you? This is the first I have seen of her paperwork. And she certainly seems your type." His hand softly stroked her face and his other comfortably groped her pert bottom, cupping a firm cheek of her bottom. He whispered to her. "Of course my first you are my type."


Aria smiled when she spied her Master and bowed her head respectfully, prepared to kneel if he so wished it but his hand gestured that she remain standing, to be firm with the new one. She nodded to young Cat, "Cat, Master..the newest student of the art...it seems she forgets her place already. I did tell her not to speak unless spoken to. I wonder what her punishment should be. Because, though I understand she may be frightened and it might be what causes her to forget the rules already, she needs to grasp that control of herself must be maintained at all times unless Master deigns it necessary for her to lose it."

She waited to see what her Master would do with this newest, warning only, "Master, she is a virgin. I did promise her time to learn before being taken by any of us."
 
(Aria) waited to see what her Master would do with this newest, warning only, "Master, she is a virgin. I did promise her time to learn before being taken by any of us."
Cat was more confused than ever. For the first time since she was arrested aged 15 she felt she was no longer in control. There she was kneeling naked as her Master came into the room and dismissed her fears with reassuring words “… no one here would ever wish to rape you, why would we need to commit such a crime in a place of learning?..” Yet now Aria had told him she was a virgin and she thought she saw the Master’s face change. What was going to happen to her? Would the master rob her of her virginity today? Now? Was she in the final minutes of her maidenhood? Again she trembled and felt her nipples harden, not with the chill but with a sensation she had never felt before. And then there was a strange sensation in her private area, a dampness she had only read about on Literotica. Strangely she realized that her trembling was not just through fear, but with desire as well and she hated herself for it.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of bells, almost like sleigh bells and she was aware of another woman in the room. This woman bowed to Aria and in doing had caught Cat’s eye showing just a hint, a mere ghost of sympathy. Did she know what was going to happen? Had it happened to her? Cat just kept still, waiting to hear her fate.
 
Edward Macquarie

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Edward Macquarie
37
6'3
220 lbs
Short wavy brown hair
Blue eyes.

Edward Macquarie doesn't own any companies at all. He has substantial interests in just about every publicly owned mining and refining companies in the world, as well as a good deal of interest in the telecommunications industry.

He only recently accepted an offer from Johnathon to move out to his private island after a substantial personal setback. The final work on his property has now been completed, and he moved in two weeks prior.

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Edward was taking his morning run around the island. It was a good distance to cover for a morning run. If the temperature was good enough, he would run it twice.

It was good to have a new home, a new place to start over. He would even start from scratch with his ladies. It was better that way. He would not be reminded of what happened, and have his memories sour his activities. Even that little thought started dragging up memories he did not want to have.

He had noticed Johnathon's plane coming into land. Aria's little shopping trip must be over. Edward was jealous of Johnathon. He wished he had managed to find someone like Aria. Ah, such were the vagaries of life. Maybe he might find someone this time.

He put those thoughts behind him, focusing on the run. He would do two circuits of the island. He needed to clear his mind properly.
 
Her punishment, she had hardly been here a half hour, the rules may not even have been read to her. Mr. Darby had to think about what punishment would best suit her crimes. Should he not be lenient for now? No she needed to understand that rules were there for a reason.

"Today I feel giving. For the day you may follow Fleur and Aria to learn your duties, though you will be restricted from performing any. You will also likewise be restricted of all privileges today, including speech. A gag will be found and you will be silent till you can learn to speak when spoken to. We will provide a pad so you may write questions first."

He moved forward to summon Aria and fleur to their knees in front of him. "Tonight you will be restrained and you will be told to watch. their is no Rape here and you may keep your virginity. Aria and Fleur and I will share a bed tonight, and you will see that it is entirely consensual. they take their knees now and can tell me No to any command they deem impossible." He passed his hand over both of their cheeks. "They will not refuse, each person here chooses to give themselves when they do, and these women will choose to warm my bed."
 
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Aria moved slowly to her knees, eye contact held with the Master and smiling at each of the girls in the room to show she knew how to be a good example as well as the teacher. After all, ultimately, she was still his sub, even if he gave her a very long leash.

He passed his hand over both of their cheeks. "They will not refuse, each person here chooses to give themselves when they do, and these women will choose to warm my bed."

Aria nodded her consent, "It has been so very long, Master, since I've lain with you. I have missed your touch." she said with all the ardour of an intimate lover.
 
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Cat felt herself breathe a sigh of relief. She was proud of her virginity, proud that she had not traded it in for bottle of cider when she was on the streets or had lain with one of the girls when in the institution. To protect herself she had not even used tampons but towels during her periods. Yet she was curious about what actually happened between a man and a woman and between two women. Tonight she would learn without losing her innocence and she liked that prospect.

Yet she realized something had changed within her. She had seen the master and now knew why he was held in such esteem. The power of his voice, his stature, his very presence had opened up feelings within her she had never felt before.

As she knelt there she thought about herself and her past and how her father had resented her for being female and the ways she tried to compensate by being a tomboy. She had been the leader of the gang on the estate and had ruled with a rod of iron. Now she was being ruled. She had resented anything girlie, now she was stripped naked. She had hated the changes in her body at the onset of puberty, now she was to witness how women used their post pubic bodies to satisfy each other and the men in their lives.

Cat wanted to get up, to tell the Master and Aria to stick their service where the sun doesn’t shine. Yet she was still there, transfixed to the floor wondering if, for the first time in her life, she would be glad she was a girl.

The Master’s words re echoed in her mind “there is no Rape here and you may keep your virginity.” She was glad and relieved because she hated the prospect of becoming a woman before she had even learned to be a girl. Yet, why did her nipples tingle and what was that strange sensation of dampness in her private area?
 
Aria took solace in the moment of silence as the gag was placed upon Cat to keep her quiet and therefore better able to listen and learn better...She watched Cat with a steady, unfaltering gaze that lingered over her now naked form. "You really are such a beauty, my Cat. Someday I hope to have you purring like a kitten...For now, I'll settle for you learning the fine art of silence. Only when our mouths are closed can our ears be truly open."

She still knealt before the Master and said softly, "Are our lunch plans still on? Your guest will be here, Master? I have alerted the cook to Cat's presence at lunch, although whether or not she will eat any lunch will be determined after we see how her morning goes...But, is your friend still coming as well, Master?"
 
“is your friend still coming as well, Master?"

Cat froze at those words. Who was this guest? This friend? Strangely she felt safe with Master and Aria, but In her silence she panicked when she heard about him, if it was a him. What would be his welcoming gift? Was he someone who was in to virgins? Would she be offered? Just a short time ago she felt safe, but now she was uncertain, gagged and very scared.

She tried to plead with her eyes, to attract Aria’s attention but it was as though she was invisible. For the first time in her life Cat felt total humiliation. And it hurt.
 
Out of the corner of her eye Aria saw Cat startle at the mention of a lunch guest and Aria laughed, a sound almost like a bell ringing as she was quite amused with the notions in this new girl's head, "No, Cat, don't flatter yourself. He's not coming for you. He just built a house on this island. He and Master are old friends. He's simply coming by for a social call. My goodness, what an ego this one has...the world doesn't revolve around you."
 
What a turnaround had taken place. Just twenty four hours ago Cat, as Meleena, had been released from custody. She had engaged in mind games with Aria for nearly all of that time. And now, at last, for the first time she was up against someone even stronger than herself and experiencing defeat. It hurt deeply, yet strangely she felt safe with Aria. She knew her mistress wouldn’t let anything happen to her. And then, totally broken for the first time in her life she wept uncontrollably.
 
Aria didn't move to comfort the girl but looked on with sympathy. A snap of her fingers told Fleur to move closer to Cat and ty to comfort her. Though, all three of them still knealt on their knees before their observant Master.

OOC: Ok, we need to let him catch up now ;)
 
"I suppose everyone can view this place with different eyes." Amber sighed with that, appreciating Pearl's comforting hands on her shoulders. "But I could never see it the same way as Cat. That's what Mistress named her- You heard the way she yelled about that? I was happy to lose my old name!"

She frowned, still looking to the other woman via the glass.

"I know it's not our place to judge or think poorly of a new sister. I'm sure you and Fleur had your questions on me when I came... But- I'm not sure if Cat will be happy here. Maybe if she calms down some, we can show her its not as bad as she seems to think?"

She paused as one of the staff members wandered by, mentioning out to the two that Master had company coming later that afternoon. Amber turned around fully with that, her eyes wide. "Company?"

Her gaze fell to the dress her sister was currently in, Amber still in her morning lack of clothes. She didn't want to test Master's 'no-clothes' rule, and suddenly felt a slight twinge of fright.

"Pearl? May... May I borrow a dress? I'll only wear it until Master's friend leaves.I just- Someone not from the house makes me a bit nervous to be nude around. If Master tells me to take it back off, I'll do it immediately- but..." She made a slight face, placing her arm over her chest. "I guess I'm still just a little shy about outside eyes. It's taken me a few days to even leave my room like this, I don't want to make myself hole up in there again!"
 
Mr. Darby watched the words between Aria and the newer girl. Cat certainly seemed to fit her, her tongue was abrasive and quick, the gag would do her good. It would teach her the value of hearing others before she spoke, rather than just riding others words or merely waiting for her turn to speak. It would be a most beneficial lesson.

"Edward is indeed coming, he may even be borrowing a young lady or two and some of the staff, until he can procure his own. The usual contracts would of course apply, and only until he finds his own. Unless of course the young woman wishes to stay under Edward's hand. Though I would be ill suited with such an arrangement. You know how I hate to lose something to him."

He bade all of them rise but allowed Fleur to console the young new girl. She'd truly been through something bewildering and Aria was no slouch to breaking someone's will. "Come now, we have much to prepare for, and the girl as well. I feel up for a small nature walk."
 
Aria rose to follow hwe Master, she motioned that the others should follow as well. "Master, who is Master Edward hoping to utilize?" She was a little frightened of the way he eyed her Pearl but curious at the same gaze when it wandered to herself. Although, she'd never strayed from her Master she knew Edward would have liked it if she would have been his slave first instead of Jonathans.
 
Already Cat was beginning to learn. When Master (she found herself thinking of Mr Darby in those terms) had said “Edward is indeed coming, he may even be borrowing a young lady or two… until he can procure his own... Unless of course the young woman wishes to stay under Edward's hand. Though I would be ill suited with such an arrangement. You know how I hate to lose something to him." She wanted to protest, and was on the brink of mumbling through her gag but at the very last moment held herself back for fear of worse punishment to come.

She welcomed Fleur’s comfort even though she would not be able to speak to her. What did Master mean? Did he expect her to join him and the others in a walk? And if so would she be naked? And what about his phrase “You know how I hate to lose something to him”? What did that mean? Was Master planning on making her a woman after all? So many questions, so few answers and no means of communicating intelligently.

As her tears of humiliation and surrender flooded from her eyes and into the gaps left open in her gagged mouth she tried to smile at Fleur seeking an explanation.
 
Edward finished his run, feeling nicely refreshed from his efforts. He was a naturally stocky man, but he was not fat. His doctors told him that he had reached his optimal weight, and that any further attempts to reduce it would be damaging. So, he grew used to, and rather proud of his build, because he had managed to make all that muscle mass workable and not look like an body builder.

He returned to his home, showered, shaved and had breakfast. The house was quiet. He missed the sounds of his girls laughing and enjoying themselves and whatever they were doing. That was his next step in rebuilding his life.

He spent the rest of the morning doing some essential work, before getting himself ready to go and visit Johnathon. He had to thank him once more for this golden opportunity for a restart. He also looked forward to seeing Aria again. He felt that Johnathon was such a lucky man to have found her.

He left early enough to take a casual walk from his manor to Johnathon's manor and still arrive at a punctual time for lunch.
 
"To be honest my dear I am unsure, but any woman of my house would leave of her own free will. You know the game. He will likely ask for you. And he will offer you women, power, and money, for your servitude." Johnathon looked at Aria seriously, before answering the question. "And you will Say No and I will say No. Nor will I give him this or nay untrained girl. What I offer is not to be interrupted simply because he asks it to be. But we will be courteous, perhaps we will play a round of golf, it must be good for the old boy after all."

His eyes flickered to the new girls, looking deep within the misting brown orbs and watching as she stated to cry. A slick motion produced a gold plated pen and a leather encased notebook. "You may write your questions in here but first answer why are you crying. I realize this is hard but it should be a happy day. despite your punishment." He rose once more and began moving walking next to the coltish young girl. "You may walk beside me and the mistress for now, until your questions are answered or I run out of time for you. Further questions may be submitted to anyone else."

He signalled to Aria, and Fleur, as he began his nature walk. "Come"
 
Aria followed without further questions, letting Cat write her questions as they prepared to go outside. Fleur seemed in good spirits and it made Aria curious what sort of morning she had had in waking the Master, obviously a good experience for them both, she noted with a smirk.

It still bothered her about the other new one,though. It had seemed sneaky to her, when Amber appeared in the household, brought on by Master, not chosen by herself as was their usual routine, as was agreed upon. While Aria was out scouting for a new girl for them she returned one day and one had been chosen without her...and she was a red-head...it made Aria wonder what Master's ulimate intentions were for this girl, why he felt he had to go behind her back to attain her and why did he feel he needed another red-head, unless he was hoping to tain Amber as Aria's replacement. That notion killed her inside to consider. It was be such a betrayal of her trust in him she tried not to think about it.

But, every time she looked at Amber the anger flared and she took it out on the girl. She knew she was harder on Amber than the others and it might not be fair. It made her feel only a little guilty, though. She didn't want to make it too easy for that other red one to sneak in and get cozy, though. If he was going to present her with training an adversary, she was going to make the training as much of a challenge as she could...
 
"You may write your questions in here but first answer why are you crying. I realize this is hard but it should be a happy day. despite your punishment."

Cat gazed at the pen. If only she were clothed and not in public gaze Master would never see it again, or the leather pad. She liked nice things, just hated having to work to get them.

As her tears began to dry she sensed Aria was not her usual confident self. It might be her respect for Master, ‘time of the month’ or something else. If there was a weakness she would have to find a way to exploit it.

Meanwhile her mind turned to what had to be written. She needed to choose her words carefully, get back into Aria’s ‘good books’ and flatter Master as well. Only by getting close would she be able to disrupt. So she thought deeply before writing:

“I am crying with shame. Shame that I have caused upset to both Master and Mistress who only want my good. Given another chance I will make you both proud of me.”

“That’ll do” she thought. Show them I can be a good girl.

Next she thought of her question. She had so many but felt she should only ask one. She also needed to show her sorrow for what she had done even if she didn’t mean it. She wrote:

“It will be an honour to walk with you Master and Mistress. And I will do whatever you want. But I am tired and walking outside naked I might catch a cold and be too ill to serve you. Could I at least put my clothes back on?”​

She held out the pad and pen to one of the servants who took it to Aria. Like a dog looking for scraps from a meal she looked intently for her response.
 
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Aria let Master take the pad to read but she read over his arm and smirked, "Very well done, Cat...and no, I have to inform you that cold doesn't make you sick, only viruses and bacteria do. So, I will not allow clothing simply to cater to your misinformed worries which are unfounded. Nice try, though." she added with a good natured wink.
 
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The pad was pssed to him to read. The first passage was specifically written to suck up. It would follow immediately wiht a request. Johnathon Darby had been doing this a while. "A wonderful improvement. See it is not so bad, we are not looking for thoughtless wordless automatons, and sex dolls. This experience will be freeing." He read the second passage, it was indeed a request though phrased as a statement to serve. Aria pointed out the fallacy of her logic immediately, The 'chill' would not make her ill. A virus or other Biological agent would.

"Even had Aria not informed you, you would still be un-allowed clothes. A punishment is almost never overturned, and certainly not for a slave on her first day. Besides it is a pleasant 20 degrees outside today, room temperature. You should be very comfortable."
 
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